Here's a Good One...

For the last week or two, I've been having some crazy f*cked up dreams. I'm attributing it to the fact that I'm pregnant, but last nights dream was hysterical. In the dream my dear husband and I were trying out to be cheerleaders...why I have no idea. I was totally psyched because I was able to do a split, really well, and the coach was really happy about it. He kept telling everyone how great my split was. I woke up almost laughing at the whole thing. My dear husband wasn't sure what to think about it. Oh well, I guess it's just one of those things.

Victory thy name is Emmitt...

I must say that I was pleased with the outcome of last nights "Dancing With the Stars" finale. While Mario Lopez was more technically proficient - Emmitt, like Drew Lachey last year, was the "every man" who proved he had talent and really gave every dance his all. Obviously the fan favorite, I was really pulling for him and I'm glad he got to hoist that sparkly disco ball trophy high into the air last night.

Way to go Emmitt!!!

Just One Word..."Why"?

The guy on the country radio station was talking about this item this morning. Why on earth would someone spend $9.95 plus shipping to get this item for their dog or someone elses? And an even bigger question...what dog would actually hold this item in their mouth, like the dog shown in the picture? I never found wax lips to be all that fun when we had them as kids...so I really don't see the point of this at all.

Pigs In Tiger's Clothing...

I just thought this picture was so cute. The story goes that a mother tiger in California gave birth to a rare set of triplet babies that died due to complications. She recovered from the delivery but her health began to decline because she was very sad. Zoo workers thought if she could surrogate another mother's cubs she might do better. Unfortunately there were no other tiger cubs who needed a mommy. The only "orphans" that could be found quickly were these baby pigs. So they wrapped them in tiger skins and put them around the mother. They seemed to have gotten along just fine.

How Dare He...

In 1982 my parents bought us a Colecovision Gaming system, which seemed to have the best graphics of any other system at the time. One of our favorite games was "Smurf Rescue" that Emru Townsend of PC World has ranked 6th on his list of "Worst Video Games Ever" for many reasons. Regardless of what he said - it still holds a fond place in my heart.

Hmmmm....

It's reported that she also dated Baltimore Oriole Brady Anderson. Makes me wonder, you know?

Is It Wrong...

Is it wrong to be happy that this guy's hypocritical existance was finally busted wide open for his "followers" and the world to see? My question is this...if you know you have an issue with something in your life (that "something" being either homosexuality, drug addiction or both, since I'm still not sure which he's admitted to) why would you become the leader of the largest Evangelical Christian church in the US. Why wouldn't you just live your life and if one day you decide that you can no longer live without the drugs or the dicks, then you just divorce your poor wife and move on. At least then it's only her life and the lives of your five kids you've screwed up...not the lives of the 14,000 people who looked to you as a messenger of God. It's not a very Christian way of me to think I guess, but I just don't get it.

Sour Grapes or a Bad Joke...

The big debate seems to be...was Faith Hill really cheesed off that new-comer Carrie Underwood pulled the "Female Vocalist of the Year" award rug out from under her - or was it a joke like she claims. I don't know why she thought it would be seen as funny. I haven't been following Faith all that closely recently but has she done something spectacular this award year? I know she toured with her husband and she has an album which radio is currently playing songs from but Carrie Underwood has had a pretty rapid ascent to super stardom since winning 2005's American Idol competition. To me it looks like she was so dumbfounded she couldnt react any other way. Oh, well women are called catty bitches for a reason sometimes.

"Culture Club Declares War on Boy George"

How could I pass up commenting on a headline like that? Two founding members of the "Club" are furious with Boy George because he accepted a classic songwriting award at the Q Music Awards for "Karma Chameleon". The guys are saying that they should have been there with "Boy" to accept the award because they wrote the song collectively. It seems that these guys are mad because "Boy" always got more attention then them. I had no idea the "Club" was still open for business but it seems they are starting a British tour December 7th, sans George of course, because "the only person George loves is George."